I dumped her. Second relationship I’ve ever had. Both times I have been cheated on.

Isn’t it sad- that when you kick them to the curb, they suddenly respect/love/beg/acknowledge your value after they didn’t before? She has spent months begging me and spiraling in to the worst depression imaginable. But I’ll never forgive her.

I can’t help but notice parallels to my first relationship. The more vulnerable I got. The more I was honest about my childhood sexual abuse I endured. The less……attentive and loving I felt them becoming.

The more fights and those little “hey that was kinda flirty, stop Liking guys pictures” type of fights we’d have.

I refuse to become a misogynist bc I recognize patterns. Each time I began dating these girls, I chose them over very wholesome and loving women from amazing families. I went with looks and sexuality over values and wisdom.

It’s not my FAULT I got cheated on. True. But it’s not women’s fault either. It’s THOSE women.

8 years guys. 8 years of paying everything for her. I paid her college off. I gave her the $200,000 desti wedding she “dreamed of as a little girl”.

I took her around the world. I paid her father’s funeral expenses.

We wept dead relatives together.

And she still did this to me.

I went on a business trip to Europe.

While I’m gone I get a message from a very troubled wife I’ve never met. Telling me our spouses are having a nasty affair.

At first, I laughed. Not my wife. You got the wrong girl.

But something I couldn’t shake. An hour later I call this woman and say hey thanks for reaching out but I’m sure you’ve got the wrong fellow.

Nope. She showed proof.

The messages hurt me in ways I won’t ever recover from.

Why the hatred towards me? She cried in our honeymoon and told me I was the love of her life. Why did she say such cruel things about me to this random guy. Calling me names. For sexual enjoyment etc.

Maybe I’m not great at sex. Honestly. But of all the beautiful women I hooked up with, her opinion is the only one I ever cared about. Ironic she’s the first complaint I ever heard. And she didn’t even TELL me.

I’m fine with sex being a huge part of a relationship. But at least be honest if you don’t enjoy the sex, LEAVE or TELL the person u need them to improve.

She claims she only said those things bc “you’re so busy all the time u never notice me anymore I don’t feel desired!!!”

Madam, I spent 480 hours bare hand building you your dream studio to work from.

“I resented you for sleeping when u were supposed to be at work.”

Yes. 1 time. Ever, I lied and said I was in meetings all morning because I wanted to sleep in my hotel.

I came forward with the truth later on. I apologized profusely. We had been fighting, and I just wanted some rest on my business trip.

Anyway, the floodgates opened after I discovered this affair. I summoned phone records from the T-Mobile App. Turns out she was sleeping with soooo many different random men on tinder/Hinge I lost track. Like a serial killer she confessed to a bunch but the actual confirmed number will forever be unknown.

I feel I have been punished for trying to be Prince Charming.

Yet now that I sent her back to life in poverty with her mother while I live in enormous wealth and security, only now is she begging for me and telling me I’m the only man she ever wanted.

If that was true, and yet I’m soooo bad at sex? The least she could have done is hide her affairs guys.

She didn’t even try.

Come on, we’ve all got that one asshole friend who cheated back in college. Burner phones or Google voice etc.

Nope. She didn’t even try to hide it.

Plain sight and abused my blind trust.

I’d be way less heart broken if she hadn’t been so lazy.

TLDR: They don’t respect you until it’s too late